For the Children's Hour


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This is a collection of stories relating to a child's everyday experiences.







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The Children's Hour, Volume 3. Stories from the Classics


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This early work by Eva March Tappan was originally published in 1907 and we are now republishing it with a brand new introductory biography. 'The Children's Hour, Volume 3. Stories from the Classics' is collection of classic tales from ancient authors such as Herodotus, Livy, and Homer. Eva March Tappan was born on 26th December 1854, in Blackstone, Massachusetts, United States. Tappan began her literary career writing about famous characters from history in works such as 'In the Days of William the Conqueror' (1901), and 'In the Days of Queen Elizabeth' (1902). She then developed an interest in children's books, writing her own and publishing collections of classic tales.




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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 edition. Excerpt: ... MAKING THE BEST OP IT "What a dreary day this is!" said the old gray goose to the brown hen. They stood at the henhouse window and watched the falling snow. It covered every nook and corner of the farmyard. "Yes, indeed," said the brown hen; "I would be almost willing to be made into chicken pie on such a day." She had scarcely stopped talking, when the Pekin duck said fretfully: "I am dreadfully hungry." Then a little flock of speckled chickens all huddled together peeped: "And we are so thirsty!" In fact, the feathered folks in the henhouse were cross and discontented. Since the farmer's boy had fed them, early in the morning, they had been given nothing to eat or drink. Hour after hour went by. The cold winter wind howled around their house. It is no wonder that they felt deserted. The handsome white rooster, though, seemed quite as happy as usual. That is saying a great deal, for a jollier, betternatured old fellow than he never lived in a farmyard. Sunshine, rain, or snow were all the same to him. He crowed quite as lustily in stormy as in fair weather. "Well," he said, as his bright eyes glanced about the henhouse, "you all seem to be having a fit of the dumps." Nobody answerd the white rooster, but a faint cluck or two came from some hens. At once they put their heads back under their wings, as if ashamed of having spoken at all. This was quite too much for the white rooster. He stood first on one yellow foot and then on the other. He turned his head from side to side, and said: "Well, we are a lively set! Any one would think, to look in here, that we were surrouded by a band of hungry foxes." Just then a daring little bantam rooster hopped down from his perch. He strutted over to the big rooster, and said: "We are all lively...










The Children's Hour, V 5. Stories from Seven Old Favorites


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TO THE CHILDREN This volume is made up of stories from seven famous books. These books are as different as they can possibly be; and yet there are not many boys and girls who do not like every one of them. The chief reason for this is because they seem so true, so much more "real" than most other stories. When you read about Tom Thumb, for instance, you do not really believe that there ever was a little boy no bigger than his mother's thumb; at least, you do not believe it in the same way that you believe the sun shines or the wind blows; but when you read "Robinson Crusoe," you feel as if every word of it must be true. The first of these books is "The Pilgrim's Progress." In one way it is a little like a fable; that is, when you read it the first time, it is simply a good story. Afterwards-sometimes a long while afterwards-you read it again or sit thinking about it, and suddenly you see that it has another meaning, that it is more than the story of a man who makes a wonderful journey. This book was written in jail by a man named John Bunyan. The English laws of that time would not allow any one to preach except clergymen of the Church of England. Bunyan, however, felt that it would be wicked for him to obey these laws, so he kept on preaching. He was thrown into prison, and the prisons of those days were horrible places. "If you will promise not to preach again, you shall be free," said the officers. "If you let me out to-day I will preach again to-morrow," declared Bunyan; and meanwhile he preached to the other prisoners. He thought of his wife and children and of how little he could do to support them while he was in jail; he thought of his little blind daughter Mary; but still he said to himself, "I must, I must do it." For twelve long years he stayed in prison. He made tags for shoe laces to sell to help his family; and he wrote the book that has been read by more people than any other volume except the Bible. The second book, "Robinson Crusoe," was written by Daniel Defoe; and he, too, knew what it was to be in jail. He was not imprisoned for preaching, but for his political writings. Once when he had written a pamphlet that did not please the authorities, he was condemned to stand in the pillory. The people took his part, and, instead of throwing stones at him, they dropped roses about him and bought thousands of copies of a poem that he had written while in jail. He wrote many books, but his best, "Robinson Crusoe," was produced after he had become a middle-aged man and had some money and a big, homely house with plenty of ground for his favorite gardening. The way the book came to be written was this. A sailor named Alexander Selkirk spent more than four years alone on the island of Juan Fernandez. When he was rescued and brought to England, many people went to gaze at him in his goatskin clothes and to hear him talk about his life on the island. Defoe went with the others, and he never forgot the stories told by the sailor in goatskins. Seven years later he worked in his garden and thought about the desert island....




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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 edition. Excerpt: ... THE MAN WHO OBEYED THE KING ROBIN HOOD Now the King had no mind that Robin Hood should do as he willed, and called his Knights to follow him to Nottingham, where they could lay plans how best to capture the felon. Here they heard sad tales of Robin's misdoings and how, of the many herds of wild deer that had been wont to roam the forest, in some places scarcely one remained. This was the work of Robin Hood and his merry men, on whom the King swore vengeance with a great oath. "I would I had this Robin Hood in my hands," cried he, "and an end should soon be put to his doings." So spoke the King; but an old Knight, full of days and wisdom, answered him and warned him that the task of taking Robin Hood would be a sore one, and best let alone. The King, who had seen the vanity of his hot words the moment he had uttered them, listened to the old man, and resolved to bide his time, if perhaps some day Robin Hood should fall into his power. All this time and for six weeks later that he dwelt at Nottingham the King could hear nothing of Robin, who seemed to have vanished into the earth with his merry men, though one by one the deer were vanishing too! At last one day a forester came to the King, and told him that if he would see Robin he must come with him and take five of his best Knights. The King eagerly sprang up to do his bidding, and the six men, clad in monks' clothes, mounted their horses and rode down to the Abbey, the King wearing an Abbot's broad hat over his crown and singing as he passed through the greenwood. Suddenly at the turn of a path Robin and his archers appeared before them. "By your leave, Sir Abbot," said Robin, seizing the King's bridle, "you will stay a while with us. Know that we are yeomen, who live upon the King's...